voodoo chile ventures

rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

caught a light sneeze

I pick

I choose.

I dismiss.

I judge.


All circumstantial
when you got your hands full.

Get on top.

Tangents, like bats
come out in the dark
and loom just above your head

blindly leading

letting yourself feel
the onset of change
gathering
building
channeling


it's like the rising of an orgasm

the layering

the building

the anticipation of knowing

satisfaction is just round the corner

instantaneous or prolonged


-lightweight lightning seed-




i know this is the time

it is all happening


this is the time


to not regret



time to be set


time to be true


wearing the beads of night sweat
on my skin

i know there are
too many worlds to win


love
faith in
being


will keep me in touch

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